Snowline

Morning mist on the saplings

The forest in holy shroud

The chorus of winter whispers

The snowline's coming down

We gather wood for the fire

To fend off the wicked wind's howl

Stock up the last kitchen cupboard

The snowline's coming down

When seasons change it's hard to notice one ending

But when one begins I can see it coming

We walk down by the river

On our way to town

You fix your gaze on the mountain

The snowline's coming down

Sinew softly slowing

The geese all flying south

I'm glad that you are here with me

Now the snowline's coming down

When seasons change it's hard to notice one ending

But when one begins I can see it coming

I can say come whatever

We'll hide away together

No matter the weather

I wanna hide away with you